Flapjack : Juicy Planet Earth

Crossover / Poland
(1997 - Metal Mind Productions)
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Lyrics


1. THINK TWICE

You made a fool of your only friend
That's what I can't stand, man
You gotta try to realize that this seems to be a problem

When you're both standin' face to face
You should forget' bout disgrace
It's not concern of mine, but next time you gotta think twice

Let your inert brain work
You gotta try to stand strong, man
Try to make your spirit drill
Love is not to be scared of

When you're both standin' face to face
You should forget' bout disgrace
It's not concern of mine, but next time you gotta think twice

Before you'll be ignored


2. COLD

Game is over - the clock's not tickin'
Your face is pale - you're out of order
Your eyes are close - the clock's not tickin'
You're cold - you're out of order

He kills without a wink

Game is over - the clock's not tickin'
Your face is pale - you're out of order
Your eyes are close - the clock's not tickin'
You're cold - you're out of order

...and we pray for freedom
...and we pray for justice


3. CROOK

Your eyes are bigger than your belly
Insanity in form of chastity
You keep your chin up as you act lika hog
You wany my daddy to be your dog
You want my sister to be your whore
You want her only child to be your toy
Takin' care of your own as you see on your telly' cuz your eyes are much bigger than your belly

Crook, crook
You're nothing but a crook

You want to live your life lika king
With milk & honey from summer to spring
You want my mother to be your slave
So how dare you fuckin' tell me that you're brave...
You want my sister to be your whore
You want her only child to be your toy
Takin' care of your own as you see on your telly' cuz your eyes are much bigger than your belly

Crook, crook
You're nothing but a crook


4. PURITY

I'm proud of my purity
I search for my destiny
Though I'm struck by reality
I wish I'd live in eternity

I'm carried by surfy waves
Maintaining my best traits
The devil's used to lie in wait
I can recognize the devil's face


5. ONION TEARS

What makes us equal
Hides deep in our souls
But if it makes us equal, how come we're not equal at all?
What makes us equal
Hides deep in our minds
But if it makes us equal, how come we're not equal at all?

God bless your manicure when my sister's starving
God bless your brand new 15th car
Golden rings and silver spoons

God bless your manicure when my sister's weeping
God bless your brand new 15th car
Golden rings and silver spoons

Satisfy your appeetite
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh...

You're gonna turn into dust when your time is coming
I hope you'll die like professional in your pink bedroom
You're gonna turn into dust when your time is coming
I hope you'll die like professional in your pink bedroom

Flowers on your grave now
...and onion tears


6. HUMAN UPHOLSTERY

I'm feelin' lika junkie when I'm talkin' to ya brother
I'm feelin' lika stupid boy who doesn't know what matters
You got the most expensive clothes and stuff just to show off your skin's
So silky but your head is smokin', your ass is smokin' your skin's so tawny
from regular solarium session
Your sweet complexion needs some more and more supplies of make-up
Your body's so important and your eyes are shrilly senseless
Your body's so important and your eyes are senseless?
You're like sirloin that tastes so good, but when the meat's burnin' it ain't smells that good
U take care of your body, your spirit asleep
U take care of your wardrobe
It's human upholstery, where's your spirit?


7. TRIPPIN' INTO UNKNOWN LANDS

...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...
...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...
...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...
...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...

...I'm talkin to...myself...
...where's my way out?...
...that's my way out...

...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...
...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...
...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...
...I'm trippin into the unknown lands...


8. WORLD OF CLOWNS

World of clowns...


9. DEAD BROKE

I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me
I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me
I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me
I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me

I'm a loser
And no one want's to play with me
I'm a loser
And no one want's to play with me
I'm a loser
And no one want's to play with me
I'm a loser
And no one want's to play with me

I got a lot of time to spare
I got a lot of time to spare
I got a lot of time to spare
I got a lot of time to spare

I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me
I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me
I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me
I'm a dead broke
And no one has no time for me

I got a lot of time to spare
I got a lot of time to spare
I got a lot of time to spare
I got a lot of time to spare


10. TROUBLEMAN

...shit they must think ther're gods or something
I can see with my eyes closed the way they try to reach their arms
I'd better run away as fast as I can
How far stupidity can lead a man?

I came through to perform
I'm not a second-class human being
I'd like to give you a kick to make
Your brain work, but I'm not that nature

I'm not a second- class human being
So shake my hand and keep smiling so I could see the glint in your teeth
I'd like to keep my soul, I don't need my body
Cuz I don't want to live among all these crooks
I hope I'll choose the right way

I came through to perform
I'm not a second-class human being
I'd like to give you a kick to make
Your brain work, but I'm not that nature

I'm just another troubleman
I'm just another troubleman
I'm just another troubleman
I'm just another troubleman
I'm gettin' into troubles again


11. READY TO DIE

"Ready to die"

Seasons change
Everybody wants to range, that's normal
I'm transforming into the liquid form now
Ejaculating new sounds, I create some new styles
But I be losing anyhow, cuz the sin's the virtue, hatred's virtue
I can't find my direction

Have a sip for the better times
Take a breathe for the best times
Have a sip of my rhymes, buddy
Don't you breathe for a minute 'till your soul could fly
after god let's you die, man!

Give a lord a pistol
I'm makin' a pit stop
My god is my witness
Sounds we're playin' make shit decayin'
But well I got lessons to bring up, you dughta receive'em alright
You keep dreamin'
That's whatcha do when you roll...
You're just dreamin' you have to correct it
Or you you gonna be infected, rejected
Hope to be resurrected soon let it burn
No more lessons to learn
So beware of a blast, think 'bout finishin' your game on the right time
I'll have a sip for the better times, here comes the paradise
Kinda magic dice...and don't be worried
It's better to be ready to die in every moment of your goddamn life

Have a sip for the better times
Take a breathe for the best times
Have a sip of my rhymes, buddy
Don't you breathe for a minute 'till your soul could fly
after god let's you die, man!

It's better to be ready to die

"I want it all"

I want it all
Cuz she's my wife
She gave me a jar of honey
Now I feel so fine
I want it all
Cuz I like honey
She gave me a jar of honey
My favourite candy

I want it all
Cuz I'm hungry as a horse
So let me eat my candy
Leave me all alone
I want it all so just give me a chance
You gave me a jar of honey
You gotta give me a chance
To taste that little bit of it
To taste that little bit of it
To taste that little bit of it
To taste that little bit of it

I want it all, leave me all alone
Maybe I'll ask for more of my favourite candy

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